She fled, he pursued, she had no escape, only the option to burrow and run.
A game of extreme whack-a-mole played out before everyone's eyes, dazzling them. Several times, Tang Sui had barely surfaced from her domain when a clone of the Swift-tailed Swallow narrowly brushed past her, almost touching.
Though the domain was silent, Bai He, who possessed considerable skill in speed and space, could detect where Tang Sui might appear next by observing the ripples in the air.
If it weren't for the night, the presence of shadows cast by lights and the darkness untouched by them would greatly limit Tang Sui's hiding and appearance spots.
The cat-and-mouse chase gradually drew to a close. Tang San called a halt as the incense burned out, but still, he couldn't catch the slippery Tang Sui.
Bai He, a fine mist of sweat on his forehead, looked at Tang Sui, who was merely breathing a little heavily, and sighed inwardly, a wry smile appearing on his face. "You win this match. Alas, it seems our Min clan is truly no match. In the end, we couldn't even force out your martial soul and spirit abilities."
Hearing Bai He concede voluntarily, Tang Sui breathed a sigh of relief. She listened to Bai He's bitter words and replied gently, "Senior, you were too kind. I didn't use my martial soul and spirit abilities not because I looked down on you, but because I am a support-type soul master."
Niu Gao: "???"
Bai Chenxiang: "???"
Bai He: "???"
"A support-type soul master?!"
The three, completely unaware, spoke in unison, prompting Ma Hongjun to cover his mouth and stifle his laughter.
Tang San's lips curved into a helpless arc. "Yes... Sui Sui is a support-type soul master."
The astonishment on Bai He's face subsided slightly. He looked at Tang Sui's smiling demeanor and couldn't help but ask, "Then why did you initially..." pretend to be a combat-type soul master!
Tang Sui blinked. "My third spirit ability, Void Mask, allows me to ignore all physical attacks and inflict mental shock, stunning the opponent for 6 seconds and reducing their mental strength by 20%. If I had used it, combined with my domain, this match would have been meaningless."
"But isn't your father Tang Hao?! How did you inherit the Clear Sky Hammer?!" Niu Gao, catching on, posed a new question.
"What?! You're Tang Hao's daughter?"
Bai He, who had grasped the key point, suddenly turned his head and glared at Niu Gao.
Niu Gao, realizing his slip of the tongue, choked. Then, he exchanged a look with Titan. The two leaped off the stage and, pulling Bai He to either side, whispered in a corner.
Tang San took a couple of steps closer, looking at Tang Sui, who didn't seem overly exhausted, and felt a slight relief. "Sui Sui, you did very well this time. I thought you would have been unable to resist using your third spirit ability earlier."
He was referring to the moment Tang Sui was cornered.
Tang Sui smiled. "Brother, don't worry. I'm much more adept at this than you."
Tang San reached out and ruffled his sister's hair, a hint of emotion in his heart. "You."
If he hadn't noticed Tang Sui's reluctance to elaborate on what happened in the Slaughter City, he would have loved to pull her aside and ask her about those years.
Before long, the three who were whispering returned.
The disappointment on Bai He's face was gone. He looked at the siblings with an inscrutable gaze. "I've heard their explanation. I never expected you two to be Tang Hao's children."
He looked at the siblings' similar blue eyes, a complex emotion in his brow. "I've gotten a rough idea of the strength of you and the Tang Sect today. According to the wager, my Min clan will submit to the Tang Sect, but... regarding the Po clan..."
"For years, the Po clan has been supporting us Min clan. Without them, the Min clan might not exist today. However, given Old Goat's temper and his resentment towards the Clear Sky School, it will be difficult for him to accept the Tang Sect. Therefore, I have one last humble request, which I hope you can grant."
Bai He's demeanor was extremely humble.
The siblings exchanged a glance. Tang San stepped forward. "Hearing what Senior has said, I can roughly understand your concerns. How about this: if the Po clan also agrees to join the Tang Sect, then you will have no objections, correct?"
Their bloodline and identity were something he and Sui Sui could not erase.
He felt that Bai He had probably not expected him to lose.
The outcome now was that they had lost, but the Po clan and the Min clan owed them a great debt. With his and Sui Sui's bloodline, Bai He was indeed in a difficult position. It would be better if they proactively offered a solution, making it easier for everyone to save face.
Looking at Tang San's gentle smile, a flicker of inexplicable relief flashed in Bai He's eyes, leaving Tang San somewhat bewildered. He sighed, "Thank you... for your understanding."
He swallowed the intermediate address.
Tang Sui looked at Bai He and could roughly guess why he was looking at her and her brother like that. However, she shouldn't know about this matter now.
The other two old rascals, seeing Bai He and Tang San reach an agreement, chuckled and took over the conversation, inviting Bai He to continue drinking in the main hall and to discuss how to win over the Po clan tomorrow.
...
The last vestiges of night vanished into the sky, and the dawn's light appeared, painting the clouds a pale rose-red.
Tang Sui, who had been meditating cross-legged on the rooftop, opened her eyes. Beside her, Tang San was already seated.
Last night, after drinking until late, they had retired to their respective rooms to sleep. She, however, had climbed onto the rooftop to absorb moonlight, which had already descended to a certain height.
Tang San, having drunk too much, had woken up close to dawn. As soon as he woke, he figured the sky indicated it was almost sunrise, so he quietly ascended to the rooftop, a little surprised but not entirely unexpectedly to see his sister there.
He didn't disturb her, sitting about half a meter away from Tang Sui and began circulating his Xuan Tian Gong, waiting for the transition from night to day to complete and absorb the Primordial Violet Qi.
This seamless transition of cultivation made even the most dedicated cultivators exclaim in admiration.
Tang Sui merely turned her head slightly. Seeing that it was Tang San, she calmly averted her gaze, let out a small yawn, and began to close her eyes in meditation, consolidating her strength.
When the sun had fully risen and its light turned golden, Tang San completed his last breath and slowly opened his eyes. Sudan Novel Network.
He turned his head. Tang Sui, meditating beside him, remained as still as a statue.
However, Tang San, who could tell Tang Sui's condition at a glance, said, "...Sui Sui, wake up, it's morning."
This girl had actually fallen asleep.
Tang Sui made a sound, opening her eyes reluctantly, her vision still a bit blurry. "It's morning... How bothersome. We have to fight again."
Tang San looked at her with a helpless expression. "Although the Po clan is coming today, they haven't arrived yet. You don't have to jump to conclusions so early."
Tang Sui yawned and said, "But according to what Senior Bai He said at the table last night, I'm afraid we can't avoid fighting Senior Yang Wudi of the Po clan today."
"That's indeed the case."
A voice with a faint smile suddenly came from behind the siblings.
Tang Sui's sleepiness vanished instantly, and Tang San's gaze sharpened.
"Who?!"
—Author's Note—
The system seems to have encountered a bug with these two comments, making them invisible. Mo Li can only see them in the backend and cannot restore them. It should be fixed in a couple of days.
See you tomorrow~